I had a lot of fun last night. Zulu Lulu was awesome as usual, and their drummer, Chad had even put my name on the poster for the event. Because I am super responsible, I chose to have a cab bring me to the party, and it ended up being a really nice black sedan for the same price as a cab. The driver was really cool, I took down his cel number because he said anytime I need a driver, he can get me into a bunch of clubs for free. The name of the company was Corporate Taxi, I highly recommend it.

This really pretty blonde haired girl started talking to me about music, asking me all sorts of detailed questions because she wanted to start playing shows. I thought things were going well and that I had made a new friend, but when I was talking to a couple other people she must have thought we were talking about her, because she crumpled up the paper I had given her with my info and threw it back at me. In retrospect I think she may have been a little crazy. I'm kind of mad at her because she made me ask the band if she could do a song with them, and they said yes...I hope they didn't let her. If any members of ZL are reading this...sorry about unleashing her on you.

The only way to redeem the evening after that was Taco Bell. The combination of gross fast food, partying, and staying out too late has left me feeling more than a bit run down...I don't think I'm going anywhere tonight. It might be a good idea to shut my phone off.